Novel & Cerita Apothecary Diaries Light Novel Read Online

We could divorce, and end the marriage, but I didn't want that. I wanted to keep her close. She was my mate. I was never going to let her go. I swung open the door to the Apothecary, instantly enveloped in the musky smell of ancient books and herbs that made my nose tingle. Diana was perched on the counter as if she had been expecting my visit. Striding towards her with hands in my pocket, she flashed me a grin, like she was glad to see me. “Look what the cat dragged in,” she said. I took out the seat at the counter and sat, my hands on the table as I watched her.

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Its cracked spine bore a date in faded silver ink: 2029 – Spring Semester. My heart thudded. 2029. The year before I arrived. Fingers trembling, I pulled it out and flipped it open. Pages of potion inventories, ingredient lists, enchanted brewing instructions. My eyes scanned desperately until a name leapt at me from a crinkled page margin: Mira Blackwood. My breath caught. Scribbled notes surrounded her name – dosage adjustments, resilience thresholds, something about moonwater dilution. I flipped the page but before I could read further, harsh white light flooded the vault. I squinted up, tears spilling freely.

He lit the candle he was holding with a small flame from one of the lamps outside, and he began to look through the stacks and shelves of scrolls and records. As Derek walked through the apothecary's door, a strong aroma of herbs and spices engulfed him. The air was thick with the fragrance of lavender, thyme, and rosemary, mixed with the sharp, acrid scent of vinegar and alcohol. The room was dimly lit, with candles placed around the shelves of potions and jars. A small fire burned in a hearth at the far end of the room, casting flickering shadows on the walls.

He could not help but say worriedly, “The Oskians are really amazing! I thought that the Kobayashi Stomach Pill was already very amazing. Unexpectedly, The Apothecary Pharmaceutical had actually discovered the prescription for the miraculous Apothecary Stomach Pill, which is really incredible. This really makes people have a whole new level of respect and admiration for them!” At this time, his assistant could not help but say, “Chairman, the prescription for the Apothecary Stomach Pill might not necessarily be taken from Oskian classical medical books! They could have developed this medication on their own too.” “Impossible!” Jiro replied as he waved his hand without any hesitation at all.

"Every tincture, every draft, every single visit made to the lower-tier quarters in the last fortnight. Now." The head apothecary, a man who usually smelled of dried lavender and nervous sweat, scrambled to comply. We spent three grueling hours poring over the vellum sheets. I personally checked the inventory for Nightshade and Silver-dust—the counts were perfect, down to the milligram. I cross-referenced the names of every authorized healer and mid-level apprentice. Nothing.

A very elegant design covered the book cover and the words written on the first page filled my heart with nostalgia and longlines. "Personal diary of Aurora Sapphire Brown" Flipping through the pages of the diary at once my eyes saw how her handwriting changed from a kid to an adult...as the dates and years passed with a flip my hand stopped on her last entry ...... Date 27th Feb Time :2 am I can't sleep again ... The medicines are of no use when his eyes haunt my nights... Those cold eyes were again looking at me with hate... Hate is nothing new. I am used to it now...but his hate matters

David's snoring in the bed beside me, oblivious to what had happened. His arm slung over the pillow where my head should be. But I'm here, in the dim glow of my phone screen, scribbling this out in my diary, because if I don't, it'll eat me alive. Today wasn't just a slip; it was a dive, headfirst into something I've been circling for months. Or years, if I'm honest. ***** At Zephyra Art Gallery, I didn't just let it happen. I started it. Me. Poppy. The good wife, the one who packs David's lunch with snacks, fruit and love notes. What the hell is wrong with me?

UNKNOWN POV DEAR DIARY, She grows beautiful each and every passing day. It was just yesterday she was a child, and now she has tits and curves in all the right places. I stare at her through this broken mirror, I see her every step, her every move… I feel pain when she’s happy, and I relish in the joy her sadness brings me. She is mine, Diary. Mineee! Oh, it won’t be long now…

With a total of 100 mage coins at hand, Audrey started on her shopping spree. She and Niccoli visited different emporiums. 'Magus Athenaeum' was written majestically at the entrance of the first shop that they visited. As a new student, obviously they have to buy the book for their studies. So it is normal that their first stop will be a book store. There are a total of six books listed on the paper given to them and they look around the library for these specific books. Meanwhile, the library was divided into different sections and they were neatly separated by subject. The bookshelves for Herbology and Beasticology for the study of mystical plants and magical beast respectively were placed